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Colby
*two months later*
"Colby! You've been sitting around all summer! Go do shit," Corey yells. I groan and shove the pillow into my face.
"I'm not doing anything. I don't want to," I yell into the pillow. I hear some shuffling then the pillow gets ripped from my hands.
"Is it because of Sam? Because when he left... you literally stopped doing anything. I saw that he works at the grocery store. Might wanna go there today," Corey says. I sit up, looking at him.
"You serious?" I ask. Corey nods his head and pulls me off the bed.
"So get you ass out of that bed and go get your mans," he yells. He throws some clothes at me while I put them on. I fix my hair in the mirror before we run out of the house.
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"Hey," I say, carry out 'ey', "Sam."
Sams eyes widen as he looks up from the cash register. He slides my gum pack along the scanner. "Hi Colby. What are you doing here?" He asks, scanning my Crunch bar.
"Well. I just wanted some sweets an-" I cut myself off by leaning forward and kissing him. I smile as our lips connect. He makes a small noise but kisses me back.
He pulls away, laughing when I try to follow his lips. "Colby I have to do my job but talk to me later tonight? At the park?" He suggests. I nod my head and walk away from him. I walk out of the store, a huge smile on my face.
"Colby!" I hear Sams voice, I quickly turn around. Sam hold a plastic bag up. "You forgot why you came here."
I take the bag from his hand. "Thanks," I mutter, slowly backing up.